I did not avoid her gaze, and I understood the reason for her curiosity.
Riding a flying craft was also a way to prevent suppression by the plane's laws. In other words, after enduring the battering of a hundred-thousand-year period of depleted fortune, even True Immortals were far weaker than before.
The Three Thousand Dao-Proving Universes had experienced a tide of fortune, which was equivalent to being drained of blood once. Although I had promptly made corrections and opened up new cosmic space, returning to their former peak was certainly impossible.
After all, the new cosmic worlds indirectly suppressed the Three Thousand Dao-Proving Universes.
"Does everyone in your academy use flying discs like this? Or are the main academy and the branch academies all different?" I continued probing.
"They're all different. For example, the Sword River Branch of Huaying Academy rides swords, while the Dharma Intent Branch rides wheels. Naturally, ours is different too." Chen Cheng was quite clever when answering questions.
"So that means you belong to the Dharma Intent Branch?"
"More or less."
Hearing her answer, I nodded and smiled. "Then what academy do people who ride nothing belong to?"
"Riding nothing isn't impossible either; it's just far inferior to riding an object." Chen Cheng spoke in a deep voice.
I thought for a moment, then crooked a finger. In an instant, I summoned the flying disc beneath her feet into my hand. My action sent Chen Cheng staggering in midair, and she nearly lost her balance and crashed to the ground!
"You!"
Having prepared in advance, I immediately caught her hand. Chen Cheng hurriedly steadied herself, then shook off my hand.
"Looks like this thing is pretty important. But isn't it dangerous to have it snatched away by an enemy while you're standing on it?"
"Who... who